Prove It Chapter Five

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Chapter 5 Shocking Admissions

The next morning when Hermione woke up she groaned noticing it was only four. She guessed it was because her internal clock was so used to waking up this early to sneak back to Gryffindor tower. She wondered if Draco was up yet.

After deciding to go to his room, Hermione got dressed and silently headed down to the Slytherin dungeons; she had to tell him Harry knew what was going on. She was nervous for some reason, she wasn’t sure if he would get angry or not, not there wasn’t much to worry about, she could defend herself against him, but there were four other boys who slept thin that room. It wasn’t long before she found herself at the entrance to the Slytherin common room. Hermione quietly crept through the common room to the dormitories.

“Draco, are you awake,” Hermione whispered, opening the curtains around his bed. To her surprise, he was awake, staring at the ceiling of his four poster bed, deep in thought. He looked over at her in shock before giving her a small smirk.

“Couldn’t stay away for long, huh, Granger?” Draco teased, still smirking. Hermione sat down on the bed and closed them, silencing them as well. Draco wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her down to lay beside him.

“Draco, no.” Hermione said, attempting to remove his arm and failing. She turned to glare at him but he cut her off with a deep kiss. Hermione pulled away. “Harry knows. He knows everything.”

Draco sighed and slumped down onto his pillows. It figures. Potter had to come and ruin everything yet again. “Everything?”

“Everything,” Hermione confirmed. She sat up and turned around to face him, drawing her knees up to her chest. “He said he wouldn’t tell anyone, even if we were to keep this thing, or whatever we have going on here, going. I trust him. What should we do?”

Draco was quiet for few minutes, mentally weighing the pros and cons. Hermione held her breath unconsciously, only realizing it when she started feeling dizzy. She drew an unsteady breath. He’s going to break it off; she knew it deep down in her bones. But she didn’t want him to.

Draco sat up and touched a hand to her face, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. His hand paused on her neck, she relished in its warmth. He gazed into her eyes for a moment, stormy grey meeting brown, like sky meeting the earth for one instant. Finally he spoke. “I don’t think we should stop just because he knows. I-I don’t want to let you go.”

Hermione stared at him in wonder. She wasn’t used to this side of Draco; the insecure, honest, and vulnerable side. Giving him a small smile, she entwined her hand with his. Her dilemma from last night was solved.

“I don’t want to let you go either.” She admitted. Draco kissed her as he laid her down on her back and lay on top of her. This wasn’t like most kisses he gave. Last night, they had been rough and greedy. Now they were soft and almost loving.

His lips moved across her jaw line and down to her neck, placing delicate kisses on he her collarbone as he unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra. Draco cupped her breast in his hand gently messaging it before his tongue started making a slow and deliberate path down her body; he circled her belly button and then went to nibbling on her hip bone. Electricity shot through her veins. Hermione sighed in contentment and ran a hand through his silken locks.

Draco started to remove her jeans and underwear kissing his way down her legs. His fingers traced her folds before parting them and circling her clit slowly. Hermione sighed his name and bucked her hips, trying to get him to go faster, but he wouldn’t. She grabbed his arm and pulled him up to eye level.

“I want you,” she whispered wrapping her legs around his waist. Draco nodded and thrust tantalizingly slow into her throbbing warmth, both of them sighing at the feeling of completeness. He built up a slow pace, gradually going faster, before slowing back down.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered into her ear. She wasn’t sure if it was his hot breath or his words sending a shockwave through her trembling body. Draco traced his fingers up and down her soft skin.

An hour later, Hermione lay on her side, watching the man lying besides her sleeping peacefully with his arms wrapped securely around her, reflecting on past few hours. He was so gentle with her this time. Hermione never felt so close to someone as she just had.

“Hermione,” Draco breathed, tightening his grip on her and drawing her closer to his warm and welcoming chest. A smile graced her face as she realized he dreamed about her. She closed her eyes and let sleep claim her, Draco in her dreams as well.

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